A few days ago, I was sitting in the waiting room, of the Department of surgery and transplants of the Guillermo Almenara National Hospital of ESSALUD, in Lima, PERU by my side was a child with their icteric sclerae, thin arms, very distended abdomen that left see venous collateral circulation Mio God, but if it’s a boy! – exclaimed – Rogelio is called, has a year and a half – I began telling the mother -in whose arms rested the infant but which have been told? – babbles – thus was born, with the bile duct atresia, made a cirrhosis and now needs a liver transplant Ah! but is not the only one, as well as Roge, there are several, some have already been operated and they are well do Ah if? – whispered-, not left my astonishment, when a man about 40 years old looked at me smiling and said hello I am Carlos!, how I see? I see you well! replied (another lie in my life), the Lord was waxy, almost obscured, color eyes optimism and hope then I knew that this state of mind was work of the psychology service, where all pass, hear the said service should give the nobel prize in efficiency, the results are remarkable, I was there by a RNA virus in the family Flaviviridae-acquired in a blood transfusion – destroyed hepatocytes and fibroso my liverdo, causing me a Hepato Ca and I’m here in the same way that most of you waiting for a transplant, the doctors that such service will be?-asked-almost in chorus answered talking about either of them, their diligence, their dedication to cases, all are acquaintances remembered so many philosophical concepts on this theme but it clearly highlighted the fact that a good doctor-patient relationship took precedencebased on Conciencia-Confianza, explained me some implicit rules, for example doctors decide who transplanted obeying the laws of nature, blood type, size, weight etc. Enter donor and a recipient, but the day of the transplant we are family-said-all are fit to cooperate, because as 20 donors of blood, platelets, medicine, etc are needed. Learn more about this with hicham aboutaam. addition next to us they are nurses, psychological, Social worker, nutritionist, i.e. the entire team, the family, is a tense service day and several rules that I listened with much attention then I attended, I left, I left and I got lost on the streets of LimI had understood for the umpteenth time that the Union is strength, especially when the enemies can’t be see as viruses, when the enemies are decadent social habits such as alcohol-, I had understood that no you can fight without God, in this battle, necessarily was the God of life, which is in the history of the societyof humanity, but at the same time it is our God every day, he was there with us and not only at the altar, in the Eucharist and in the Bible I had understood that it is good to live with various hopes, as well as boats they sail better with several anchors (as said Epictetus of Phrygia) had understood that one has to be somewhat (brave) to do something (survive) – as he said Goethe-and finally I went with the firm conviction of Aristotle that La Esperanza is the dream of the man awake..